on a hot, sunny day when your whites return to gray that´s when she´ll arrive when you look how you feel someone steps upon your heel that´s when she will come listen now i´m not saying that there will be violins but don´t be surprised if they appear playing in some doorway still i can´t believe that this is happening we´re such unlikely lovers though no one seems to notice as they hurry by ask me what i´m thinking and i won´t deny it can you believe it´s happening? there were no magic bells you can keep the flowers and bells they just don´t seem right can it actually be me and you and you and me we´re like day and night